You both lay on the grass outside of the gym where the prom is still going on, not doing much anything but just enjoying each other’s company.

Simon didn’t know the last time he had such a good night. The way he made you feel, was pure happiness. He didn’t care if he got his ass beat by his dad because of the suit he’d bought, he didn’t wanted to think any of that. He was just focused on you.

“You know..” He starts, your fingers interlocked together. His voice is quiet, enough for you to be the only one to hear. “This was probably the best night of my life.” He murmurs, looking up at the stars.